Listen to Player's City (feat. JV, Baby Beesh, C-Blunt, Sure 2 B, Bigg Robb & Gee) by A.L.T

Player's City (feat. JV, Baby Beesh, C-Blunt, Sure 2 B, Bigg Robb & Gee)

A.L.T

Dance

Music Video

Lyrics

Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for visiting Player's City Please remain seated and keep your arms and legs Inside of the tram at all times Warning! If you are not a player or a rider, please exit to the rear at once Due to the high intensity of this trip Are you all buckled up? Here we go I come from the city of players And my uncle Roger, baby, he's the mayor See, we all got paper so we pops a I hangs with money makers and I rolls with ballers Sucker free city, theme song Doo Wah Diddy Mercedes on twenties, all the ladies look pretty Zapp in the background, time to put my mack down Player's City homie, tell 'em how we put it down You see my Impala rolling down the road It's on 'em hundred spoke game and they silent golden I got so rough bumping out the radio And your baby wanna know how them players flow So slide on in and we gone take a trip If you a freak Goldie, if you a player or pimp Everybody wanna be where the switches get hit Player city of punks where the riders won't quit Won't you run and ride with me And let me show you where the party's at Where the players ride Player's City (Player's City) Won't you come and lie with me And let me show you where the party's at It's where them riders glide Player's City I'm in a crowd of Two thousand, they pumping it loud I been in Player's City, ain't no busters allowed We gone freak this party till the sun come up Where the homeboys are fine and the ladies done up I come up to the front, see the fellas from Zapp It's the lady JV and I'm ready to rap I'm ready to rave, I see Roger on the stage Baby, baby, baby, baby Who wanna ride with Gee Who wanna slide with me On three, through the city, where the players be It's Player's City, baby, and we bringing the heat We gonna party tonight up in twelve feet street On the dance floor, up in the club With more bounce to the ounce, throw your hands up We gon' do it right all through the night So rough, so tough and so tight Ha ha ha Won't you run and lie with me And let me show you where the party's at Where the players ride Player's City (Player's City) Won't you come and lie with me And let me show you where the party's at It's where them riders glide Player's City (Player's City) Oooh Always Let's get to Player's City Oooh, I can't wait to get down Oooh, I just gotta party Well now it ain't no set tripping, everybody living Cadillac dripping with them super fly woman Skying high like an eagle, Latino very stylo They ask, "Baby Bash, why your game is so frio?" I be straightening on them days, money motivations And here in D.C., we don't allow playa-hation Do the math, mama, count it, one, two, three Me gon' get with you, but you no get no money Top dawg with the front, bouncing on a six-six 'Riffic, code name Mr. Blunt I'm on a one way, headed to the spot Where players rest, it's a lot of work in keeping it hot To take a box and making a dock keeping it real tight Everybody ready to drop, I think I just might Swoop my dawgs and head to P. City Where the players down at the city whatever you wants Won't you run and lie with me And let me show you where the party's at Where the players ride Player's City (Player's City) Won't you come and lie with me And let me show you where the party's at It's where them riders glide Player's City Won't you run and lie with me And let me show you where the party's at Where the players ride Player's City Won't you come and lie with me And let me show you where the party's at It's where them riders glide Player's City Wait a minute Check this out Let me tell you how the real players are Play on
Writer(s): Robert Smith, Roger Troutman, Larry Troutman, Alvin Trivette, Bart Thomas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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